Started up reading again at about page 500, now at 695. There is transcendence in these pages.
Read some in the middle of the night last, had dreams ofStarted up reading again at about page 500, now at 695. There is transcendence in these pages.
Read some in the middle of the night last, had dreams of traveling with friends, paying $1000 tip to a waiter in a hash joint on the road, telling him as we leave, "It's real, not a joke."
Woke this morning realizing, Mason & Dixon is an "American road" story! The original "On the Road," if you will (only not the original). The terminus of The Line at the Monongahela contains a beautifully-writ conversation between the Boys and an Indian named Crawfford. They speak of The Giant Race that once lived in the Ohio Country, and of Stonehenge, and Pynchon once again touches the untouchable topics of transcendence vs. plain death and the conspiracy that nature has set against us, called Entropy, should we choose to be so paranoid to regard it thusly.
It's real, not a joke.
I think I wrote the above in 2002. Ten years later, I'm reading M&D again.
It's so vast. More encyclopedic, in fact, than Gravity's Rainbow. Transcendence and SLAPSTICK. ...more
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